Tagged: garden
mama’s hydrangeas,
mama’s hydrangeas,
fighting for their dear life, an
offering to our deer
.
20210619:2142
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between the flower
between the flower
beds and the hummingbird feeders
is a battlefield
of drunken, dead, and dying
bumblebees, we wash our hands
.
20210616:1908
y
mama’s perilla
mama’s perilla
eventually takes over
the garden every
year, understanding that our
nervous system depends on it
.
20210614:1938
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half-an-hour to
half-an-hour to
sunrise, one hour before
the guests arrive in
our backyard, staying alert to
guard mama’s sweet potato leaves
.
20210613:1050
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those end of summer
those end of summer
gardening days, coveting our
neighbor’s ghost peppers
.
20210527:1622
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the broken purslane
the broken purslane
that stealthily hitchhiked home
with us and almost
died twice from a collective
neglect finally felt at home
.
20210310:2004
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someone is keeping
someone is keeping
score – petunias making their
mark on the driveway
.
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it takes months of work
it takes months of work
to be able to steal fresh mint
from our own garden
.
20210220:2028
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all year long, powered
all year long, powered
by coffee grounds and egg shells,
our winter garden
.
20210116:1811
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on the way to home-
on the way to home-
made ice cream, we picked basils
from the garden – sweet,
purple, and thai – perhaps the
formula for joy is choice
.
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